Disclaimer: Not mine, Disney's. Here's some more theme challenge short fics for your enjoyment. I hope you all enjoy them as much as I am enjoying writing them. Please, read and review. Angel Mouse, October 2005.


Ars Amatoria Challenge: Sacrifice

Couple: Bridge/Z

Set: Robotpalooza – Z POV

I don't think I've ever seen him this dishevelled, this upset, this distracted like he is right now. He's rambling on about some dream or other, us fighting three robots at once? I have no idea what he's talking about but it seems to make sense to him, I think.

But sometimes I wonder exactly what goes on in that mind of his. There's no doubt he's brilliant, I mean, look at what he and Boom did for RIC that time. And then there's all the stuff he fixes around the place. But sometimes I wonder what happens behind those eyes of his.

As we get back from fighting the second monster of the day, all of us tired, he looks more exhausted than anything. Sky had quietly said he hadn't slept well last night; he'd been tossing and turning for a long time. He literally falls asleep leaning against the command console; resting his head on his gloved hands.

Those gloved hands of his are what draws my attention. I had actually asked Syd about them not long after we joined SPD. She had quietly, and rather seriously, informed me that he wears them all time to protect himself and others from his powers, as touching anything brings his full powers into play. I noticed this when we went to that office building when we were looking for Sam. His full powers seem to hurt him I remember.

So I got to thinking about that and then I realised that he's not only wearing them to protect himself and others, he's also wearing them because he could never, ever touch anyone in a romantic way. And that's what hit me the most. He's literally had no choice but to sacrifice any chance that he's had of happiness just so that he can serve and protect the public. And just that knowledge of someone like him having that much self sacrifice makes me want to take him in my arms and hold him close. It takes a special kind of person to have that much courage.